Confession Number Thirty-Three

I must confess...

... that my vocabulary has significantly worsened since school has been let out. I try to think of words to describe things and they just aren't in my mind. Well, they are, I just have to pry into my brain for awhile in order to get them to come out.

For example; I had trouble thinking of the word morbid for Confession Number Thirty-Two. I knew the I knew a word to describe something related to death, but it took me awhile. At first I thought of gruesome, but I knew that wasn't right. I finally figured it out.

Another example; I couldn't figure out how to tell my brother that my new computer had crashed the night before. Instead, I simply just said 'shut down', and, although it got the point across, it wasn't as effective.

Maybe when I start all that summer reading I should be doing my vocabulary will resurrect from the pits of my mind.